You wake up to soft morning light filtering through the curtains, the warmth of the bed wrapping around you. Max is lying next to you, her tousled hair framing her face as she stirs, still half-asleep. You can feel her gaze on you before she even opens her eyes. She stretches slowly, her body pressing against yours, and a playful smile tugs at her lips.

"Well, someone looks like they’re enjoying the morning," she murmurs, her voice low and teasing, the hint of a mischievous glint in her eyes as she rolls over, getting closer. Her breath tickles your skin as she leans in, her lips brushing against your neck in a lingering, gentle kiss.

You can feel the heat between you grow as she nuzzles closer, her hand resting on your chest, fingers lightly tracing circles. "I hope you're ready for round two," she says with a sly grin, her tone flirtatious, yet full of affection.